and fighting, baby, And now that the table's turned, theres a lesson learned [hook] Tell me what I gotta to do to earn your all again, I wish that I could turn
lie) You say I fooled you Who's the fool tonight? I said I'm sorry, I said I'm sorry High love in motion Walking on the ocean of your sorrow Round, turn the tables
s go! She wants the finer things and all that she can get from me she even wants the lovely cutie on my arm she get it in all way turned up she a rider
of the purple sprite Someone tell Malaya I'm on fire, she should work tonight Call her King of Diamonds and tell China it be worth the flight I'll be at my table
Heartbreak on vinyl I've been missing you and how The easy street is empty The silence of the sound I guess that the turn tables have turned Round, round
way Into systems of chance (Friends make their way of escape) (Into systems of chance) Escape to freedom, I need to be there Waiting and watching, the tables are turning
full of coal There's no turning back once you make up your mind As the cart rattles on down in the mine Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud
-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh. Slave driver, the table is turn; (catch a fire) Catch a fire, so you can get burn, now. (catch a fire) Slave driver, the table is turn
like tomorrow ain't a work day Let's get it crunk, let's get drunk Let's get buck-ass wild, tear it up Turn the lights down low and let the DJ go Until
sliced pie Two point one seven eight, exact weight If it's that raw like the South, here to turn base If ya smart when you see that murder, turn yo'
, take my light eyes, you take my sexy thighs, do it we can get to know each other at my table do what you wanna do, what you wanna do it's turning me
you waited for the day that I returned. And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only Or would you say the tables finally turned? Would
me now I'm gone, ooh woah ohh I'm a say that it feels good, to slam my door in you're face (in you're face) Now the tables have turned now, now you're
wanna be your lover On the floor, in the chair, under covers When I'm kissin' you I can't think about another (Think about another) Girl (Think-a, think about another) Turn
could've write Now I know love isn't painless, but it's worth the risk, it's worth the fight Playing it over and over I wish that I could turn back
day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork. He pushed the table over to protect
drinks, same as usual And the same old crowd was there Oh, no... On my left stood my good friend, Joseph McGinley Oh his eyes were blood-shot and red And he turned